I watched the movie again
the one where the man who died this week
won an Academy Award
for best supporting actor.
And this was the climax of the movie —
the therapist looks
into the young man’s eyes
and says “It’s not your fault.”
And then he steps closer and says it again –
“it’s not your fault,”
and again and again and again,
closer and closer,
“it’s not your fault”
until they both believe it.
This is for you, my friends —
the ones who know I’ve tried and failed
to be best supporting actor.
This is for you and you and you –
who died by suicide,
or broke your heart
because someone else did,
you, with the depression no one
or precious day-at-a-time recoveries,
because they’re not on
you, who have too much yesterday success,
or a diagnosis that steals
you, Robin Williams and me.
It’s what we all need –
someone saying — “it’s not your fault,”